St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-10-16
SUNDAY SILHOUETTES.

81 observe you have been late at church for
some time past" said one church official to
another the other day. 'Yes; 1 am
late purposely,'' was the reply. II
am always glad to have the choir
performance over before get into church
That is the only way that 1 ever get
to enjoy sermon. When the choir volun-
tary strikes up the spirit OF devotion imme-
diately takes its everlasting flight from my
heart. I'd wager $40 that if our church choir
could be translated they would raise new
rebellion in heaven before three days."
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A little st. Anthony hill girl must have
formed her dislike for sacred music from
modern choir music. Sunday she goes to
Sabbath school, where she hears a good deal
about heaven, and on week days sho goes to
the public school, where she learns good
deal of slang. Turning her little brown
eyes Up to her mothers face the other even
ing, she asked in a tone of anxious inquiry:
mamma, do they sing in heaven?' 'Yes,
my child ''Do they have to sing all the
timer Yes, darling" ''Well then, mamma,
I'll give you a straight tip that don't want
to go to heaven"
If the church choirs would confine their
the heart and the understanding they would
do better service and would materially assist
in putting the congregations in devotional
frame of mind. But when they ring in the
variations of FRITZ EMMETT's "Cuckoo
Song" as was done in q st. Paul church
few Sundays ago, and rely on the non-thea-
ter-going practices of the congregation to es-
cape detection, they make mess of it.
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ANNEXATION.
1.-THE mother of Jesus saith unto him: They
have no wine st John.
How countless are the souls for whom the
days
Are empty of all stimulating glow
That sends the bounding blood with quick
ened flow,
Along the tingling veins; who never raise
Their heavy eyes beyond the flinty ways
Their daily feet must tread-who never
know
This world is good, because of cares that SO
Thorn every step of lifes laborious maze!
The plodding peasants, they must plant and
rear
And weed and water, that the teeming soil
May yield its richness to the clustered vine
Must tramp the grapes until their Juice run
clear
For lordly lips-and yet. for all their toll,
Taste not the flagon filed: They have no
wine! Margaret j. Preston.
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Speaking of the presidents visit, a lady
who has recently returned from Washington
says that while there she occupied a room in
the vicinity of the White house and it over
looked the conservatory. 'sFrom a corner in
my ROOM said the lady, II could see good
deal which the visitor couldn't see. never
could resist the temptation to level my glasses
at the president and Mrs. CLEVELAND when
they used to steal out among the roses, as.
they supposed, unobserved. / think as
woman who has had love made to her in the
most approved style, that / can say that the
president is most charming lover He was
so gallant to his wife, yet SO tender. used to
watch him pluck flower and hold it to
her face as if by comparison. Wasn't that
nice? And then he would give her the gen.
TEST, tenderest touch under the short ribs,
and she would side up to him SO confidingly
you know how woman can do that with
the man whom she honors. / know 1t was
mean of me to watch them, but 1 couldn't
help it,
So
Among the recent additions to the National
Museum at Washington, is the Grimely sad
die, used by Gen. GRANT during the en-
tire war, and which was presented by him at
the close of the war to Col. A. III. MARK
LAND, one of his staff officers. The saddle is
what is known as an officers saddle. and is
in an excellent state of preservation.
No., despair! No fortune daunts.